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somethingismissing

the essence of class and fanciness

About Me

i believe the moon doesn't exist. the government created it in a movie studio during the cold war to as a sign of power over communism.
and i believe that the blood drive is a multi-level-marketing pyramid scheme devised by dracula and his minions.

i like keeping my mouth shut, its like slapping someone with silence.
i like candy. and soda. i will probably die of diabetes but at least i wont have any teeth left. (so if i become a vampire i am going straight to the blood drive suckers)

My Interests


i am interested in the magic and telepathy in super advanced technology from japan. i'm interested in the future as we know it manifesting itself in little fancy gadgets all around me, like automated teller machines and mechanical toothbrushes and digital clock radios.
fifty years ago that would have blown your mind, today it still blows mine.
i am interested in embarrassment. i get excited when i think about being embarrassed, having my pride swept from me and getting a good look at myself, if just for a minute. seeing what an ass i am. it feels great, i like myself better when i can see that i am just an idiot.

I'd like to meet:

i want to meet anyone who can spell really well but doesn't show off about it or anything. maybe someone who takes double-jointedness to a new level. and people who get a kick out of embarrassment.
i'd like to meet philip seymour hoffman.
and maybe john stockton

Music:

iron and wine "a baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone"
- this line never gets old to me. it is so perfect.
i like the new kings of leon. and even if everyone complains that modest mouse is commercial now i cant complain because its beautiful. i have been listening to pedro the lion's achille's heel a lot, especially "the fleecing"... feist, rufus wainwright, the first tv on the radio (cookie mountain got the attention desperate youth should have). clap your hands, arctic monkeys

Movies:

it is too hard to say but a few that i may not have lived without include: The Royal Tenenbaums, Amelie, Harold and Maude, Rushmore, In America, Adaptation, Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind, Vanilla Sky, Punch-Drunk Love, The Life Aquatic, Fight Club, hamburgers, Team America, O' brother where art thou?, Groundhogs Day, Bottle Rocket, Honey I Shunk the Kids, Snatch, The Man Who Knew too Little, Closer, Labrynth, Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?, Fletch and Fletch lives, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, Whats Eating Gilbert Grape, Little Nicky, Junebug(wow) and some others that dont come to mind. i saw one that you need to see if you havent called "me and you and everyone we know" when you do this will mean the world to you.

too many movies to mention... but i love movies.

Television:

i have one - the flight of the conchords, entourage, and law and order re-runs

Books:

i have some - i want to try books on tape, and books on hamburgers, and hamburgers on tape. in no particular order... as long as hamburgers on tape is first. i should read more. mostly i read casebooks for school but at night i occasionally get in some casual reading. lately it was been rereading an alan watts book 'wisdom of insecurity' otherwise known as white-guy buddhism and i always try to read a bit of cs lewis. i can return to 'a grief observed' or 'the great divorce' on any day and be inspired

Heroes:

i found one - he wears a sleeping bag into gas stations and buys orange soda. he wasnt wearing pants but he did have on a tshirt. the gas station door had a sign that said "no shirt, no pants/no sleeping bag, no service" so he was cool. i think that the sleeping bag he wears is also used as a kitchen... and definately on occasion as a toilet. may be it is his whole house as well as his wardrobe. that would be pretty advanced. on the other hand it may just be his toilet, a kind of porta-potty. it smelled really bad. bad enough to make orange soda seem gross. but i guess thats what it takes to be a hero, dedication in the face of overwhelming odor... and being able to shit where you sleep... not just anyone can do that.

My Blog

not worth it

a pitiful excuse for a poetic rantreason and method, now magic of men.now passion disguised as a logical end.past mysticisms ridiculed on the one handwhile new houses built on that mystical sandsit pr...
Posted by somethingismissing on Wed, 10 Oct 2007 09:15:00 PST

another one

i just read my last blog, and i have to add one thing. my grades were terrible and i am at the bottom of my class, lucky to not be kicked out. pat myself on the back.today is valentines day. it is str...
Posted by somethingismissing on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 04:25:00 PST

last day of class...

well i did it. pat myself on the back. a whole semester and i didnt miss one single class. pretty damn impressive, eh? not really, if i had something better to do i would have and making it to class i...
Posted by somethingismissing on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 09:39:00 PST

bum piss, not CW kind of bum piss though

this is pretty long and i didnt proof read it so i am certian it is riddled with errors. there is really only one funny line. if you find it you win.chicago is pretty neat. i must say, even though i g...
Posted by somethingismissing on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 04:02:00 PST

bloggins

DONT READ THIS. SERIOUSLY IT DOESNT SAY ANYTHING. DONT READhi. blogging again. this just means i am writing to avoid reading homework. last night my distraction was to read a couple chapters of 'survi...
Posted by somethingismissing on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 04:57:00 PST

my roommate

wow. this is amazing.
Posted by somethingismissing on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 10:14:00 PST

sunday and its hot again

just when things were cooling down and i was begining to think i could handle the south the sun and sweat came back to bite me. the sun and sweat bit me right on my privates. infact now the parts that...
Posted by somethingismissing on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 04:01:00 PST

feel like bloggin

i figured that since i have this new fancy computer and i have nothing to do except sit in the library all day and pretend to study (seriously like 8 hours a day on top of classes) that i would try my...
Posted by somethingismissing on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 05:47:00 PST

I put the nose picking stuff here

once i saw a lady, a grown women with business clothes and new car, pick her nose in the rear view mirror. it felt great to watch her just ram her index finger up her nostril. i felt a sense of commun...
Posted by somethingismissing on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 10:36:00 PST

Crazy Dream

The other night I had this strange dream. In it I was gravely ill. I was going to die. Death didn't seem to bother me at the time and the process seem so matter-of-fact. My parents decided t...
Posted by somethingismissing on Mon, 30 Jan 2006 11:11:00 PST